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рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдирд┐рдпрдо
рдирд┐рдпрдореЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдЪрд▓рддреА рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ рдпрд╣ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдЖрдЬ рддрдХ,рд╣рдордиреЗ рддреЛ рдмрд╕ рдпрд╣реА рд╕реАрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИред
рдкрд░ рд╕рд╡рд╛рд▓ рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдХрд╣рд╛рдВ рдорд┐рд▓рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХреЛ рдореМрдХрд╛,рд╕рд╛рд▓реЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рд╣рдордиреЗ рдРрд╕реЗ рд╣реА рдЬрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╣реИред
рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рд░рд╣реЛ рд╕рдмрдХреЗ рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рдП рд╣реБрдП рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рдкрд░, рдЦреБрдж рдХреЛ рдЦреЛ рднреА рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рддреЛ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рднреВрд▓реЛрдЧреЗред
рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рдирд┐рдХрд▓ рднреА рдЧрдИ рд╣рд╛рде рд╕реЗ рддреБрдореНрд╣рд╛рд░реЗ, рддрдм рднреА рдХреЛрдИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдХрд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдпрд╣ рд╕реЛрдЪрдирд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЫреЛрдбрд╝реЛрдЧреЗред
рдмрдВрдз рдЧрдП рд╣реИрдВ рд╣рдо рдЗрди рдирд┐рдпрдореЛрдВ рд╕реЗ, рдбрд░рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреЗ рд╣реИрдВ рд╣рдо рдЕрдм рдЦреБрдж рд╕реЗред
рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдЬрд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдРрд╕рд╛ рдХреНрдпреЛрдВ рд╣реИ, рдпрд╣ рдкреВрдЫрдирд╛ рднреА рднреВрд▓ рдЧрдП рд╣реИрдВред
рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЖрдк рдХреЛ рдЦреЛ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рд╣рдордиреЗ,рдФрд░ рд╕рд╡рд╛рд▓ рдХрд░рдирд╛ рднреВрд▓ рдЧрдП рд╣реИрдВред
рдХреБрдЫ рдкрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдХреБрдЫ рдЦреЛрдирд╛ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рджрд┐рд▓ рд▓рдЧрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рджрд┐рд▓ рдХрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдирд╛ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рдЦреБрд╢ рд░рд╣рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдкреИрд╕рд╛ рд╣реЛрдирд╛ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рдЬрд╝рд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рдЬреАрдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд╢рд╛рджреА рдХрд░рдирд╛ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдкрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдзреЛрдЦрд╛ рдЦрд╛рдирд╛ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рдЬреАрд╡рди рднрд░ рдЕрдВрдзреЗ рдХреЗ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ рдкрд░ рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рдЬрд╛рдирд╛ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рдЧрдо рдореЗрдВ рднреА рдореБрд╕реНрдХреБрд░рд╛рдирд╛ рдЬрд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЖрдк рдХреЛ рдордЬрдмреВрдд рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЖрдВрд╕реВ рдЫреБрдкрд╛рдирд╛ рдЬрд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
рд╡рд╛рджрд╛ рдХрд░рдХреЗ рдЙрд╕рдХреЛ рдирд┐рднрд╛рдирд╛ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░реА рд╣реИ рдХреНрдпрд╛ред
Pen and Paper
Surrounded by many gadgets and advanced technologies we have stopped using the two great inventions of mankind which are pen and paper. Together they are not only used for writing but a transfer of feelings occurs between these two.
According to old religious beliefs a chain of emotions forms between our heart which follows the path of our hand and ends on the paper. The chain contains regret, anger, love, envy, hate, pure and evil.
Irrespective of the emotions conveyed through them, these two objects never judge or complain. They only help us to pour our inner feelings and relax for a moment.
I think that what people should also learn to do, don’t judge for a moment and let the other speak. We all need a person like a pen and paper.
рджреЗрдЦ рдорд╛рдВ рддреЗрд░реА рдирдиреНрд╣реА рд╕реА рдЬрд╛рди рдмрдбрд╝реА рд╣реЛ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ
рдмрд╛рд╣реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рддреЗрд░реА рдорд╣рдлреВрдЬрд╝ рд░рд╣рддреА рдереА,
рд░рд╛рддреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рддреБрдЭреЗ рд╣реА рдкрдХрдбрд╝ рдХрд░ рд╕реЛрддреА рдереА,
рдЕрдВрдзреЗрд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ рддреЗрд░реЗ рдЖрдВрдЪрд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдЫреБрдк рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА,
рджреАрд╡рд╛рд░реЛрдВ рдкрд░ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рд╣рд╛рде рдЫрд╛рдк рдХрд░ рдЪрд▓реА рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА,
рдлрд┐рд░ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реАрдВ рд╢рд░рд╛рд░рддреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рддреБрдЭрд╕реЗ рдбрд╛рдВрдЯ рдЦрд╛рддреА рдереА,тАМ
рддреЗрд░реА рдХрд╣рд╛рдирд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдХрд╣реАрдВ рдЦреЛ рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА,
рддреЗрд░реЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд▓реЗрдЯреЗ-рд▓реЗрдЯреЗ рди рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХрдм рд╕реЛ рдЬрд╛рддреА рдереА,
рд╕рдордп рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рд╡реЛ рд╕рд╛рд░реА рдпрд╛рджреЗрдВ рдзреБрдВрдзрд▓реА рд╣реЛ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рдЬрд┐рдиреНрджрдЧреА рдХреА рд░рд╛рд╣реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЪрд▓рддреЗ-рдЪрд▓рддреЗ рддреЗрд░реА рдЙрдВрдЧрд▓реА рдЫреВрдЯ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИ,
рдЗрд╕ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреА рджрд┐рдХреНрдХрддреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рди рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдореЗрд░реА рд╢рд░рд╛рд░рддреЗрдВ рдХрд╣рд╛рдВ рдЦреЛ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИрдВ,
рджреЗрдЦ рдорд╛рдВ рдЖрдЬ рд╡реЛ рддреЗрд░реА рдирдиреНрд╣реА рд╕реА рдЬрд╛рди рдмрдбрд╝реА рд╣реЛ рдЧрдИ рд╣реИред

Long road

Mirror world 2
Aiden is a very intelligent student who does not only master the book knowledge but also has very innovative mind. He likes to build things and create new inventions. It is very rare to find kids like him who have patent of their own research works. He likes to play games on his latest computer which his father has brought for him as his birthday present. Mr Raj loves his son a lot and has always fulfilled his needs, but only if he knew what his son actually desires is his love and time. Aiden loves to be alone in his room, as he has no one to share his feelings with and he doesn’t want to trouble his grandma by telling her his problems.
The same night when he was sitting on the carpet just beside his bed, looking into the mirror telling himself how his day went. It was almost midnight and if anyone would have seen him he/she might think that he is crazy.
“I need to practice hard for my next game and after that I will get admission in the university, I want” he said in a monotonous tone.
” But I cannot leave grandma alone, she also needs me” he said looking into the mirror.
“Then don’t” a girl’s voice ecoed across his room.
His eyes why didn’t and his started looking a around the room.
“Who’s there?” He asked gathering his courage.
” Hi my name is Ivv” this was all he can hear before there was a complete silence.
“Hello тАж.hello, can you hear meтАж. who was that???….” He asked standing up and looking for answers but there was no reply.
Then he move towards the mirror, put his hand on it and said “MaybeтАж the voiceтАж no no noтАж, I am just dreaming.” He was in great confusion about that incident and scared also so he slept in another room.
Next hai woke up and almost forgot about last night considering it as a bad dream. His rest of the day when exact as usual. At night when I came back to his room that incident again strike him.”That was quite weird maybe it was just a dream” he said convencing himself about the incident. He was a bit scared but shrugged it off. Made himself busy by preparing for his test and didn’t realise that it was almost midnight.
“Why are you not saying anything today.” Again the same voice ecoed in his room.
“Who are you ?” He asked getting annoyed.
“I am Ivy, I told you yesterday.” she said in her sweet voice but in a disappointing tone.
” Yea, you didn’t complete the sentence yesterday” he said looking here and there across the room.
“Oh okay.. maybe the time was over” Ivy said.
” Umm.. where are you and how can I only hear your voice” Aiden asked in a confused tone.
“Is there any camera or microphone in my room if it is then I’ll surely call the cops” He said in a mad voice.
” No тАж.no don’t call the corps and there are no cameras or microphones” said Ivy defending herself.
“Oh.. shoot time is about to end..” she said hurriedly.
“Trust me I am a simple girl, from another world.” Ivy said with a slight giggle.
“WhatтАж!! But where are you and come out right now.” Aiden set getting more mad and frustrated.
But there was complete silence again, for a while he waited for her response but he got nothing and again went to sleep in another room. Barely slept that night and next morning left for his school still thinking about last night.
“Who was she.. and how she can hear me it’s so weird.” he kept murmuring to himself while walking towards his school.
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After the school was over Aiden directly went home as he was not interested in basketball practice today. When he reached home he went to his grandma who was sitting peacefully in the lawn.
“Hey grandma, how are you feeling?” he asked sitting on the chair next to her.
“I am fine my son, how was your day?” his grandma as crasesing his hair.
“It was good, students are preparing for the festiva.” he said smiling towards his grandma.
“That’s good son, I love this festival a lot, when you grandfather was alive, all three of us used to go to the festival celebration together and after the death of Mr and Mrs Wang your mother Julia would also company us to that festival those were some of the most beautiful days of my life.” grandma said wiping offer tears.
“I know grandma you miss them a lot.” Aiden said in a sad tone.
His grandma look towards him and lift his chin up softly with her hand and said “Always remember son we, along with your mother chose your life first and God fullfilled that, God is the supreme truth and whatever we ask from him with purity in our heart we will get that. On the day you were born we may ask for both the lives but it was our mistake that we chose between you two. We were not asked to choose or to make a choice but we still did. Me, your mother and your father chose you, maybe if we have chosen both of your lives your mother would still be alive it was all our fault.” She said turning her face to the other side to hide her tears which are flowing continuously.
Aiden was left alone in the lawn, he was looking up towards the sky his mind was filled with many questions, soon his thoughts were interrupted by the cook of their house who was calling him for dinner.
When he reached the dining hall he sat beside his grandma.
“Grandmother do you want to go to the festival this year with me?” He asked politely
“Yes of course I would love to go with you my grandson.” she said with sparkling eyes and a wide smile like a kid.
“Okay, then we will go together but firstly you have to tell me the story of the this festival тАжokay..?” he said giggling at her childish behaviour.
“OhтАж kids these days you people don’t follow the tradition, always busy in your books and forgetting about the cultureтАжтАж” she keeps on going for a long time lectureing him about old customs and traditions with little angry pout on her face.
Aiden was simply smiling and giggling as now his grandma’s mood was completely fine. After dinner day went to their hall and sat there.
“Grandma can you please tell me the story now.” Aiden said with puppy eyes.
“Okay I think I have scolded you enough” his grandma said. Then she said on the sofa and he said on the carpet keeping his head on his grandma’s knees.
“It was very long time ago, when a prince along with her lover came to this Island, they were hiding from the people of their Kingdom as those people wanted to kill them since they were from different kingdoms. The prince was a son of an Indian king and the princess belongs to a royal Korean family. Both kingdoms were enemies but their children met and fell in love with eachother. Their families did not agree with their marriage so both of them decided to run away and start a new life. They found a perfect place to hide in this Island and after some months the princess became pregnant and they were still chased by the soilders of both of their kingdoms. As now the soldiers were behind them so they cannot stay in one place for a long time the keep on moving from one place to another till the reach the centre of this island. They were hiding in the Shiva temple which is located at the centre of this Island and now the princess was not in the condition to move any further so that decided to stay there for a while. It was full moon night and the prince was bringing some water for his wife but he heard some noises outside of the temple and kept the pot filled with water on the ground. Soon he realised that they both are trapped and cannot go any further so he decided to pray to lord Shiva to save their child. It was almost midnight and while they were praying the pot which was kept between them and the statue of lord Shiva, broke on its own and the water spillled all over the floor. It was first September and almost midnight when the moon lights strikes the water on the floor and turned it into a mirror, a mirror which connects the two world. The Prince move towards the mirror and put his hand inside it and he can feel that this was the gate to another world so he decided to take a look and found it safe for his wife. His wife was really scared thinking about the baby and the soldiers and also about their life. But he ensured her that he will save his family in any condition as he is the guardian of his small family. Soon he found a red thread and tied one end of it in his wife’s finger and another end in his finger. He asked her to believe him and this thread bring them together. Soldiers were approaching towards the temple so they have very less time left. Without any further delay the princess went inside the mirror but before prince could enter an arrow pierced across his chest and the mirror was again turned into water. The prince was killed on spot but we never came to know anything about the princess and her child. They are believed to be inside that mirror world. But they were saved by every means in this that day we celebrate as guardian festival and protect the people will love same as the prince.” Grandma finished her story and looked towards her grandson.
“You don’t believe in all this, do you.?” asked his grandma caressing his hair.
“I believe in you grandma.” Aiden said slightly looking at her.
She smiled and said “Festival is in next month so now don’t think too much and sleep, okay son.”
“Okay grandma” Aiden said still sitting on the carpet.
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After sometime he came back to his room but all he was thinking about that girl and the story which is grandma has just told him. Student front of the mirror and asked “Hey can you hear me?”, “Hey are you there?” But there was no reply.
Is there any relation between that girl and the mirror world, maybe she is from the same world, her voice was so sweet just like an angel but why can’t we see each other and why only this mirror. All this questions were roaming inside his mind.
“I think I should find the answers for all of this.” he said to himself.
He then start on his computer table and search for the history of the Adirag island.
Okay so the silent was name after them princess Adi Chin Sun and Prince Anurag and the mirror world can only be opened on September 1st on full moon light in midnight. When the moonlight strikes the water on the ground this turns in the water into a mirror which opens the gateway of the mirror world. That is how the island was saved from the great Tsunami. But why this mirror is so special what about it.”
Then he again started to search and found that when her mother was rescued form the fire there this mirror was also there which remained unaffected by the fire.
“Okay now everything make sense, communicate through this mirror at every moment and the gateway into the mirror world in full moon night. That is why me and that girl were only able to hear each other’s voice and not see each other. This was the same mirror left, after the tsunami was prevented, that means it is a unique mirror which can connect me to the mirror world. This can be a whole new research, I have to ask that girl more about her world.” he was thinking all of this and didn’t even realize that mid night has approach soon he looked towards the clock and stood in front of the mirror.
“Hello, Ivy are you there?” Aiden asked with hesitation.
“Oh my god, you remember my name, hi there um..” Ivy said.
“Aiden, my name is Aiden.” he said smiling.
“Hi Aiden, you know you are my first friend, I always listen to you but never really got the courage to speak.” Ivy said hesitating.
“That’s ok Ivy, so how old are you and for how long you are listening to me like this?” Aiden asked politely.
‘Umm I’m 16, and it’s been a month since we shifted to our new house and this new house had an old fancy mirror which was very pretty so I kept it” she said smiling like a kid.
“But I think the time is about to over we can only talk for one minute.” Ivy said looking towards her clock.
“Okay then, byee..!!” She said cheerfully.
“Bye and good night,Ivy” Aiden bid her goodbye smiling a with a little blush.
Her voice was so sweet, he thought to himself.
I wonder how she managed not to speak anything for this one month, I thought that I had no one to listen to me and my feelings. But I was wrong, I found someone, someone not form this world but I think we are made to be together.
рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреА рд╕реАрдЦ
рдЧрд┐рд░ рдЬрд╛рдирд╛ рддреЛ рдлрд┐рд░ рдЦрдбрд╝реЗ рд╣реЛ рдЬрд╛рдирд╛ рддреЛ рд╕рдм рдиреЗ рд╕рд┐рдЦрд╛рдпрд╛ рд╣реИ,
рдкрд░ рдЧрд┐рд░рдХрд░ рдЬреЛ рдЪреЛрдЯ рд▓рдЧреЗ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдкреВрдЫрдиреЗ рдХреМрди рдЖрдЧреЗ рдЖрдпрд╛ рд╣реИред
рд░реЛ рдордд рддреБрдо рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рд▓реЛрдЧ рдлрд┐рд░ рдХрдордЬреЛрд░ рд╕рдордЭрддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ,
рджрд░реНрдж рд╣реИ рдХрд┐рддрдирд╛ рдЗрд╢реНрдХ рдореЗрдВ рдлрд┐рд░ рдпрд╣ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рд▓реЛрдЧ рдХреНрдпреЛрдВ рдбрд░рддреЗ рд╣реИрдВред
рдЦрд╛рдирд╛ рдмрдирд╛рдирд╛ рд╕реАрдЦ рд▓реЛ рддреБрдо рд╡рд░рдирд╛ рд╕рдм рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд╕реЛрдЪреЗрдВрдЧреЗ,
рджреЗрд╢ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдорд░рдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рд╕рдкрдирд╛ рд╣реИ рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛ рдЗрддрдирд╛ рдКрдВрдЪрд╛ рд▓реЛрдЧ рдХрд╣рд╛рдВ рд╕реЛрдЪреЗрдВрдЧреЗред
рдШрд░ рдХреА рдЬрд┐рдореНрдореЗрджрд╛рд░реА рддреБрдо рдкрд░ рд╣реИ рдЕрдм рддреБрдореНрд╣реЗрдВ рд▓рдбрд╝рдХреЛрдВ рдХреА рддрд░рд╣ рд░рд╣рдирд╛ рд╣реИ,
рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдл рджрд╕ рд╕рд╛рд▓ рдХрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреЛ рд╕рдмрдиреЗ рдкрддреНрдерд░ рд╕рд╛ рдордЬрдмреВрдд рдмрдирд╛рдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рдард╛рдирд╛ рд╣реИред
рджреЗрд░ рд░рд╛рдд рддрдХ рдмрд╛рд╣рд░ рд░рд╣рддреА рд╣реИ рдХреИрд╕рд╛ рд╣реА рдЪрд░рд┐рддреНрд░ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛,
рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдорд╛рдВ-рдмрд╛рдк рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд╣рд░ рдореБрд╢реНрдХрд┐рд▓ рдкрд╛рд░ рдХрд░ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ рдЗрд╕рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдХреМрди рдкрд╡рд┐рддреНрд░ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред
рдкреИрд╕реЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд╛рд▓рдЪ рдореЗрдВ рд╣реИ рджреЗрдЦреЛ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдкрд╛рдИ рдкрд╛рдИ рдЬреЛрдбрд╝ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ,
рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдкрд░рд┐рд╡рд╛рд░ рдХреЗ рд╕рдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд░рд╛рдд рдХреА рдиреАрдВрдж рднреА рддреЛ рдЦреЛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реИред
рджреЗрд░ рд░рд╛рдд рддрдХ рдХрд╛рдо рдХрд░рддреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдмрдЪреНрдЪреА рдХреЛ рд╕рдордп рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рджреЗ рдкрд╛рддреА рд╣реИ,
рдкрд░ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдкрддрд╛ рдЙрди рд╕рдмрдХреЛ рдХрд┐ рдЙрд╕ рдмрдЪреНрдЪреА рдХреЛ рд╡рд╣реА рддреЛ рджреЗрд╡реА рдФрд░ рд╢рдХреНрддрд┐ рдирдЬрд╝рд░ рдЖрддреА рд╣реИред
рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА рдЗрди рдирдЬрд░реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рддреЛ рдмрд╕ рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ,
рдкрд░ рд╕реЛрдЪ рдиреЗ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рдЬрд╛рдВрдЪ рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ред
рдЗрд╕ рд╕рдВрд╕рд╛рд░ рдореЗрдВ рдХреМрди рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдХреМрди рдХреИрд╕рд╛ рд╣реИ,
рдпрд╣ рдмрд┐рдирд╛ рдЙрд╕рдиреЗ рдорд┐рд▓реЗ рд╣реА рд╣рдордиреЗ рднрд╛рдВрдк рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ред
рдЖрд╕рд╛рди рд╣реЛрддреА рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдЕрдЧрд░ рд▓реЛрдЧ рджреВрд╕рд░реЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рдЬреАрддреЗ,
рдЦреБрд╢ рд╣реЛрддреА рдпрд╣ рдзрд░рддреА рдЕрдЧрд░ рд╕рдм рдирдлрд░рдд рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдЕрдкрдирд╛рдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдпрдХреАрди рдХрд░рддреЗред
рджрд┐рд▓ рднреА рдпрд╣ рдХрдорд╛рд▓ рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рджрд┐рд▓ рднреА рдпрд╣ рдХрдорд╛рд▓ рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рддреБрдЭреЗ рднреБрд▓рд╛рдирд╛ рдЪрд╛рд╣рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдкрд░ рддреЗрд░реА рд╣реА рдмрд╛рдд рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рд╕рдордЭрд╛рдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдЗрд╕реЗ рд╕рдордп рд▓рдЧреЗрдЧрд╛ рдЕрдм рдЕрд▓рдЧ рд╣реИ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддреЗ
рдирд╛ рдЬрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреНрдпреЛрдВ рдпрд╣ рдмрд╛рд░-рдмрд╛рд░ рддреБрдЭрд╕реЗ рдорд┐рд▓рдиреЗ рдХреА рдмрд╛рдд рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЕрдЬреАрдм рд╣реИ рдереЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдпрд╣ рдмрд┐рдирд╛ рд╕реЛрдЪреЗ рд╕рдордЭреЗ рд╕рд╡рд╛рд▓ рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рджрд┐рд▓ рднреА рдпрд╣ рдХрдорд╛рд▓ рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рддреЗрд░реА рдЖрд╡рд╛рдЬ рд╕реБрдирдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд╣рд░ рдПрдХ рдХреЙрд▓ рд░рд┐рдХреЙрд░реНрдб рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЬрд╛рдирддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рддреВ рдЕрдм рдЕрд▓рдЧ рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдпрд╣ рдЧрд▓рдд рд╣реИ
рдкрд░ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдорд╛рдирддрд╛ рдпрд╣ рдФрд░ рд╣рд░ рдПрдХ рдЧрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рддреЗрд░реА рдпрд╛рджреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рднреА рд░рд┐рд╡рд╛рдЗрдВрдб рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЕрдЬреАрдм рд╣реИ рдереЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдпрд╣ рдЖрдЧреЗ рдХреА рдЬрд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рдХреЗ рддреЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдкреНрд▓реИрди рдмрдирд╛ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рджрд┐рд▓ рднреА рдпрд╣ рдХрдорд╛рд▓ рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рддреЗрд░реА рдлреЛрдЯреЛрд╕ рдлреЛрди рд╕реЗ рд╣рдЯрд╛рдП рддреЛ рдореЗрд░рд╛ рд╣рд╛рде рдерд╛рдо рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдереЛрдбрд╝реА рдереЛрдбрд╝реА рджреЗрд░ рдореЗрдВ рддреЗрд░реА рддрд╕реНрд╡реАрд░ рдЖрдВрдЦреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рд▓реЗ рдЖрддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЕрдм рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИ рддреВ рдпрд╣ рдЙрд╕рдХреЛ рд╕рдордЭрд╛рдУ рддреЛ рдореБрдЭрд╕реЗ рд╣реА рд▓рдбрд╝ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдЕрдЬреАрдм рд╣реИ рдереЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдпрд╣ рдЖрдЬ рднреА рддреЗрд░реЗ рдкреАрдЫреЗ рднрд╛рдЧрдиреЗ рдХреЛ рдЪрд╛рд╣рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
рджрд┐рд▓ рднреА рдпрд╣ рдХрдорд╛рд▓ рдХрд░ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ
Mirror world
It is difficult to believe that we are only living beings in this universe. In 21st century many scientists are finding new planets for our survival but this world is more magical than what we can imagine. We can find a new planet but some of us have already found a new world which is same as ours but also different in many ways.
A Beautiful sunset was visible from the streets of Adwan, a simple but very beautiful town of small island Adirag. There was nothing special about this except the fact that it is on prime meridian. This town has rich people who are mainly involved in their lives and want to move out of this island to settle in another country. Most of them love parties, drinks, dance and their lives revolve around that only.
There was one house which was in complete silence and on the name plate it was written “THE RAJS”. Someone could predict very easily that this is the house of a successful businessman. But University in this house for a very long duration due to this business meetings. Mr Raj lost his wife after she gave birth to his only son Aiden. His wife was a wonderful young lady, they both love each other very much but after her death Mr Raj lost everything, he lost a part of the soul and the love of his life. He became cold towards everyone, even to his son. He kept himself away from the house and got busy in his business and meetings. Aiden goes 20 days old when he left you with his grandmother and went to a business trip for 1 whole year. He generally stay away for meetings and focuses on expanding his business in other countries. He has never paid any attention towards his son Aiden.
It’s been 17 years since Mrs Raj passed away and right now Mr Raj is in Japan for his new company meeting. Now Aiden is 17 years old. He is very quiet kid and not at all spoiled by his dad’s money. He has a well built body may be taller than his father whom he hasn’t seen in past 2 years. Aiden nurse his grandmom and is loved by everyone, his grandmother, his teachers and also by many girls who droll over him for his looks. He has hazel eyes, light brown hair, fair skin and a perfect box smile which can make anyone crazy for him just in one look. He keeps distance from those girls who droll over him only for his looks and money.
After completing his basketball practice Aiden is returning home while watching that beautiful sunset. He got inside and went to his grandmother to check on her health, these days she is not feeling good as before.
“How are you feeling grandma?” Aiden asked approaching near her bed towards her feet.
“I am good my son, your early today, i missed you a lot.” said grandma smiling ear to ear.
“Yes.. the practice was over early, so you want to eat dinner here or you want me to take you to the dining hall.” he asked his grandmom while massaging her feet.
“No.. I don’t want to eat that tasteless food.” his grandma complaint like a little kid.
“OkayтАж you first if the dinner then we will eat ice cream together. I promise.” Aiden said smiling softly.
“Promise” his grandmom asked with shining eyes.
“Yes promise..” he said extending his hand towards her and his grandma accepts his hand with her shivering wrinkled hand.
His grandmother is a strong women who has raised Aiden with all her love and thought him to be kind and respectful gentleman which he is today.
After having dinner, Aiden went to his room. Even though his father was a millionaire but he preferred to live a simple life. His room has a single bed with a study table and a computer table on the left side of his bed and on the opposite wall it has a mirror which was a very old mirror used by his mom when she was young. This mirror was in his mother’s room when she was a teenager and it was the only things survived along with his mother when her house caught on fire. Aiden’s mom lost her parents at very young age and his dad was the only person with his mom through her difficult times. They both used to play together when they were little and have completed their studies from the same school and college. He helped her in studies as he was 3 years older than her. Aiden’s mom and dad were a perfect couple who stay together in all circumstances. His father was with her mother all night when she lost her parents in the fire accident. It is still a mystery that how his mother survived that fire. She was found unconscious in her room near that mirror which does not have a single crack on it which is very unusual for normal mirrors.
A few weird incidents have happened before that island which also involve mirror in it. some people think that it’s just a story but the older generation believe in it or maybe they have seen and experienced those things.
On September 1st 1955 at midnight there was a huge disturbance in the North Atlantic Ocean.
Some huge waves were seen by people at the shore but when those waves hit the ground water was disappeared and a shiny surface appeared on the shore. Just in few minutes another wave hit the shore and took all the shiny surface with it back in the ocean but a fairly large piece of that shiny surface was left behind as it was cracked and seperated with the others by hitting a rock.
Later on people discoverd that the shiny surface was mirror and they developed a theory that this island is resting on a huge mirror which protects the people of this island.
But they were scared to take that piece of mirror so Mr Wang who was the chief police officer of Adwan took that mirror with him without knowing that it save his daughter life after years.
Sometimes
Love fades away sometimes,
People move on sometimes,
Sometime we can’t win,
Sometimes we don’t get along,
This is the real world and it’s part of life.
We kill our desires sometimes,
People hate us sometimes,
Sometimes we want to run away,
Sometimes we just stay away,
This is when reality strikes and it’s part of life
